Anita Harris Poet Rhyme

Storms

Storms arising high up in the sky
Dark clouds pass on bye
Lightning strikes the ground below 
As the rain hits and the waters start to grow.
People scurry across the land, as this storm is at hand.
The waters flood the banks and creeks
now these people will have to retreat.
Floods bring damage, and most homes 
lost, this storm is at a dreary cost.
Storms bring havoc and damaging winds
those lives are changed and the storm wins.

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Carol B. May 22, 2017 at 2:33 PM There is no messing with Mother Nature. It can be so frightening. :) Anita Harris May 24, 2017 at 2:15 PM I know the storms here in kentucky can get bad.

Paul Callus May 20, 2017 at 5:24 PM You surely write from experience, Anita! The storms you describe are very much like real ones. Fortunately in Malta we do not have frequent severe storms, though once in a while nature comes to remind us of her strength! ~ Regards // paul Anita Harris May 24, 2017 at 2:16 PM Thank you, Yes mother nature can get real mean sometimes, Best wishes

Jan Allison May 20, 2017 at 12:54 PM Such a descriptive poem Anita:-) I live on a little island and we arelucky the storms we have here do not cause too much devastation but there are exceptions and we have been with some horrendous weather and houses have been flooded:-( hugs Jan xx Anita Harris May 24, 2017 at 2:18 PM I know here where I'm at it always floods, Many people lose alot of homes and there property is very badly damaged, Best wishes to u friend.